I don’t think I have ever been with a woman who gets this wet. I bet there is already a big wet spot on the comforter.” “Shit, I’m so sorry G...enn. I will pay for the dry cleaning.” “Don’t worry about it. I don’t care if we totally ruin it. Watching you cum like that was more than worth it.” He kissed me hard. “Now about that condom..?” He slid against me and came up out of the drawer with a condom. “I’m not very good at these…would you help me put it on?” Smiling at him I snatched it out of. “Don’t stop please” “We can’t do this long, sweetheart. Mom and Dad will be waking up soon”. “Put it inside me, please”. “No. When mom and dad leave we will have plenty of time to do it all”. “Marilyn will be here and she is a pain in the butt. We won’t get a chance to do anything”. My s****r was right, Marilyn, our baby s****r, may not give us much time to do anything. We will have to try and get away from her long enough. Sometimes I can get her to take a nap. “We can’t do it now. We will. She lay there mumbling something about wrapping paper for presents or some such crap. Then I saw the swell of her huge breasts and felt my cock twitch - it had been weeks since we had 'made love', as we agreed to call it. None of that fowl mouth in our marriage bed - it took away from the intimacy of our love, is what she always said.I think you are starting to see a small part of the iceberg that was my life, at that time?A lot of what happened next was a blur, but for whatever reason I was. As it was still early and a bit chilly, we decided to walk down further and check the beach out. At that early hour, most of the people we saw were naked fat old men. Babs was starting to get a little disappointed. On our way back, a few more people were tickling onto the beach. Babs spied several well-tanned twenty-something guys who were just taking off their clothes. She slowed down so she could watch them strip. As the taller blonde guy, who looked like a stereotypic surfer type, I heard.